Look at her, she’s desperate
She’s feeling the heat in her black gown.
The once promising and wonderful world
World full of happiness and hopefulness
Has drastically drowned her.
Now she yells unhealthy yawns
And smells poverty and pity.
In her hey-days, many eyes and hearts
Eyes and hearts of unknown foes and friends
Used to express be-healthier wishes
But since she’s in a black widow gown
The eyes shed crocodile tears for her sorrows
And the hearts sadistically mourn for her pain.
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